DopeSick

Lyrics

[Chorus: Necro & Goretex] Ayo, Gore, why you foul and carry bombs on your seat? Fuck the world, I'm all about cash, you are what you eat Why you pop so many pills when you carryin' heat? So the effect's in 3D when I splatter your beak [Verse 1: Goretex] I use your mom for drug runs in your pops truck Chopped up, 2 in the belly smellin' like rock, she tried to cook it up The most depraved, you playin' toast to a pope with AIDS With permanent fades, the surgical ones, murderous ones Made you a zombie, syringe in your cap and you're froze You came in the lab and got turned down like Natalie Cole The massacre works for traffic and dirt the capital squirts Y'all need some agents, cats is really actors at birth The Glenwood anthem, nappy style cracked in the knees 20 deep stayin' thugged out like Reggae habibs 'Cause y'all some broke wrist, rockin' tight suits and gloves And you got bitch tits, bigger then Bob from Fight Club Get knifed up, your whole life's done, media chance Ziti in clamps, show money, key in advance Gore's back for war, now you got a reason to dance Faggot head cap be turned out to candy ass yams [Chorus: Necro & Goretex] Ayo, Gore, why you foul and carry bombs on your seat? Fuck the world, I'm all about cash, you are what you eat Why you pop so many pills when you carryin' heat? So the effect's in 3D when I splatter your beak Ayo, Gore, why you foul and carry bombs on your seat? Fuck the world, I'm all about cash, you are what you eat Why you pop so many pills when you carryin' heat? So the effect's in 3D when I shatter your beak [Verse 2: Goretex] I'm like the new Belushi, thick sluts to young groupies Knew this white bitch, she used to smoke crack and love roofies Stuck a fork in her, pumpin' Manowar restraining order Stalkin' Mandy Moore, Grammy style hit when I came off the tour Some Amyl Nitrites, we call 'em Poppers for short Rehab for quitters ballin', ain't no stoppin' the sport Rock the advance, I cop the whorehouse in the loose figaro With narcoleps and Tourettes bitches like Deuce Bigalow Off flavored contortions, daughters and mothers often From here to Portland, Morphine shots to teen abortions The Gore's law get checked in the sonogram Certified specialized in the perks of mammograms Run up in your mansion, organized like we the Mansons My life's a snuff flick cut in with thug and drug anthems Get your wig pushed back, hair plugs like Ted Danson Some uptown runs for dust blunts and fresh Branson Blow off your shit, holdin' your clit, panties pissed Confused cats tuck it under eager to switch Beavers to stitch, the secret you the tranny rapper, prolly a bitch Seein' your whole click, sewin' ya lips [Chorus: Necro & Goretex] Ayo, Gore, why you foul and carry bombs on your seat? Fuck the world, I'm all about cash, you are what you eat Why you pop so many pills when you carryin' heat? So the effect's in 3D when I shatter your beak Ayo, Gore, why you foul and carry bombs on your seat? Fuck the world, I'm all about cash, you are what you eat Why you pop so many pills when you carryin' heat? So the effect's in 3D when I splatter your beak